Poetry by Jade Thompson

Grounded The grass is feathery and beautiful it makes others laugh, smile and tickle inside. They don’t want to look past it. Till one noticed t
Votes: 14   

Rating: 4

Published: May 2008
The rain drips down from the windows to my soul I hate to look through them by myself. Maybe my tears, they will wash my sins away. Windex is wha
Votes: 12
Stories: (1)
  

Rating: 3.67

Published: Apr 2009


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